Cup Of Coffee

They told me you don’t love meOver a cup of coffeeAnd I just have to look awayA million miles between usPlanets crash into dustI just let it fade away

I’m walking empty streetsHoping we might meetI see your car parked on the roadThe light on at your windowI know for sure that you’re homeAnd I just have to pass on bySo no, of course, we can’t be friendsNot while I’m still this obsessedI guess I always knew the scoreThis is how our story ends

I smoke your brand of cigarettesAnd pray that you might give me a callI lie around on bed all day just staring at the wallsHanging around bars at night wishing I had never been bornI give myself to anyone who wants to take me home

So no, of course, we can’t be friendsNot while I still feel like thisI guess I always knew the scoreThis is where our story ends

You left behind some clothesMy pearly summer soresAnd I pick them off the floorMy friends all say they’re worriedI’m looking far too skinnyI stop returning all their calls

And no, of course, we can’t be friendsNot while I’m still so obsessedI want to ask where I went wrongBut don’t say anything at all